Writing Prompt

It’s just a castle the people say it’s old and weird another says but this castle has secrets and and pain in it one of war love and betrayal oh how shameful it is to look but it is just a castle so theses nothing to do just learn from this and remember it doesn’t look as it seems...

tw: religion ✝️

My dress is wrinkled from months of disuse

The footprints I left here long ago have faded now

I am a moth in a butterfly sea

Standing out though I be rusted and brown

Is there room for me in these walls?

I’ve changed shape since last I fit here

I recount verses memorized in youth

Fighting to dispel this awful fear

He is mighty to make a place for me

_All those with clean ha...

Nothing of the library was terrifying in the sense her mother described. The entry door was carved with flowers and vines, coated in golden shimmer. The arch at the very front read, ‘welcome to the Willis Walls’, with fading blue-grey paint. The building was old, but not grimy and decayed like she had expected.

Emilianas mother—a woman who knew very much of their small town, would always tell he...

Chandelier swinging

Merrymen singing

Stairs in ivory and ebony

Everything you would dream opulence to be

Waiters with hors d’oeuvres

Seeing only the richest people you’ve heard

Outside pillars of white

The area around, an aristocrats delight

Out front a large lake

Not even a leaf to take

Manicured grass

Nobody dressed crass

In front horses and buggy

Cool breeze negates the muggy

What a wonder...

Dead at the center

A cigar box grand edifice

Chrome shined relic drowned

By zeros and ones

I walk these burnt umber tiles

Under the blueness of fluorescents

Through jungles of dumb canes

Tip-toeing around ghosts of Orange Julius

From big boxes half empty

Past shadow boxes of retail past

Side stepping kiosk eruptions,

Searching (no I don’t want a shoe shine)

Questing (gummy grapefruit yes pleas...

This one won’t surprise you

This homage has been done countless times

By thousands others

Yet you will find it sincere

She grows from the ground

Like an inverted plant

With bones of metal

And no leaves at all

You can see her from afar

But her majesty only appears from near

Even more from under it

She is so tall and magnificent

Some have tried to copy her

To create smaller versions

But nothing c...

Tall and elegant

Raising above all

View of the future

Nothing so small

Strong and stable

Built to withstand

Solid and able

Sink in quicksand

Withered yet yielding

Always to stand

Skyscraper building

Reaching Devine hand

Windswept and leavened

A beautiful sight

Elevators to heaven

Glistening sunlight

Tessa🦋...

The grandest of buildings

One built only for gods

A temple of such majesty

Only the finest material

Gold, emeralds, diamonds and silver

Only for the one true god

We adorn the building in the lavish materials

Yet we live in rags

The priest live with fine clothes

We live like paupers

But god will provide for all our needs

The building is for the true god

Or perhaps….

It’s the temple of t...

Works of many hands

Monuments to royal lines

Names long forgotten...

thousands of notes

were learned here.

degrees with honors

were earned here.

the days were long,

spent in song;

sonatas would soar

along the fourth floor,

the midnight oil

was burned here.

years have I aged

since I played on this stage

…yet it isn’t strange

to return here....